ENGKAULAH RATU HATIKU
The grandad lost his way while coming back to my place. He got off the bus too early and was wandering around. He called me asking where is this blk 115, he's confused, he cant find his way home.
I drove out to find him one street down. He got off the bus one stop too early. Thank God he had his mobile with him.
It's scary. It's scary to think that this man who used to carry me when I was young, teach me how to read the Quran, taught me how to eat all the different food that I was afraid of, the same man who shushed me to sleep, is now old and confused with directions. Whenever I see his hands shaking while trying to do things, I'd keep silent and avert my eyes away to avoid seeing the frustrated look on his face. This was the guy who raised up 9 kids with a single income, who was a driver and now he has to sit in passenger seat while I drive him around. Seeing him do a half jerk to show me how to drive properly, as if he wants to be in the driver's seat, it's such a horrible thing to see.
I cant imagine my parents being this old and frail. Our last Europe trip, when I had to take over so much issues and problems and navigate our way around, it showed me how old my parents have become. I'm not prepared for any of this grown-up issues, least of all of the very fact that my parents and grandparents may not be around tomorrow. But if you think about it, what do you prefer? Them to pass on early or stay alive till they start degenrating and becoming almost senile? They themselves get frustrated seeing their own shaking hands unable to open door locks, having to depend on their granddaughter who used to be the ones waiting for them to fetch her, because she might get lost after school, to drive them around now so they wont get lost. Role reversal, its not pleasant when you were supposed to be the one taking care and responsible.
Wallauhu'ahlam, I just pray God protect these precious people in my lives and never let them descend into a pitiful state such that they start to detest their own selves and bodies.
I drove out to find him one street down. He got off the bus one stop too early. Thank God he had his mobile with him.
It's scary. It's scary to think that this man who used to carry me when I was young, teach me how to read the Quran, taught me how to eat all the different food that I was afraid of, the same man who shushed me to sleep, is now old and confused with directions. Whenever I see his hands shaking while trying to do things, I'd keep silent and avert my eyes away to avoid seeing the frustrated look on his face. This was the guy who raised up 9 kids with a single income, who was a driver and now he has to sit in passenger seat while I drive him around. Seeing him do a half jerk to show me how to drive properly, as if he wants to be in the driver's seat, it's such a horrible thing to see.
I cant imagine my parents being this old and frail. Our last Europe trip, when I had to take over so much issues and problems and navigate our way around, it showed me how old my parents have become. I'm not prepared for any of this grown-up issues, least of all of the very fact that my parents and grandparents may not be around tomorrow. But if you think about it, what do you prefer? Them to pass on early or stay alive till they start degenrating and becoming almost senile? They themselves get frustrated seeing their own shaking hands unable to open door locks, having to depend on their granddaughter who used to be the ones waiting for them to fetch her, because she might get lost after school, to drive them around now so they wont get lost. Role reversal, its not pleasant when you were supposed to be the one taking care and responsible.
Wallauhu'ahlam, I just pray God protect these precious people in my lives and never let them descend into a pitiful state such that they start to detest their own selves and bodies.